06-08-2022, 05:15 AM
Malachi uttered a blasphemous intermingling of a prayer and a curse beneath his breath.
“You don’t have to- go into detail,” he hissed, suddenly strained, without any trace of the softness he’d reserved for a faceless sinner.
Murder! Why was he not surprised? His eyes had widened for a fraction of a second, shocked by the casual manner with which the man confessed to a mortal sin, but now they squeezed shut as if that would make him disappear.
Of course it was him – Arthur fucking Adams – and of course he would find him in the confessional, where he was obliged to stay and listen.
(Ravenscar. Was he from Ravenscar? Had he just practiced there a while, before they got wise and ran him off?)
No, no. Malachi didn’t care where he came from. He just had to get through his confession with the same attention and care he gave to everyone else… even if his reluctance bled through.
“Sometimes we are – put in… difficult situations, and are forced to make a choice. Please continue.”
“You don’t have to- go into detail,” he hissed, suddenly strained, without any trace of the softness he’d reserved for a faceless sinner.
Murder! Why was he not surprised? His eyes had widened for a fraction of a second, shocked by the casual manner with which the man confessed to a mortal sin, but now they squeezed shut as if that would make him disappear.
Of course it was him – Arthur fucking Adams – and of course he would find him in the confessional, where he was obliged to stay and listen.
(Ravenscar. Was he from Ravenscar? Had he just practiced there a while, before they got wise and ran him off?)
No, no. Malachi didn’t care where he came from. He just had to get through his confession with the same attention and care he gave to everyone else… even if his reluctance bled through.
“Sometimes we are – put in… difficult situations, and are forced to make a choice. Please continue.”
